The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The rain had been falling on the city for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the streets into rivers of mud and broken glass. I sat in the back of the ambulance, my hands bound loosely with zip-ties, watching the paramedic struggle to keep my head from lolling against the plastic seat. My skull felt hollow, as if the bone itself had been carved out and replaced with wet cotton....

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